A fateful reunion

[Ramke]

She fumbled with her hands slightly as she took the menu to look again, having completely forgotten to decide on a meal. Without taking too much time, she found a random meal that she liked the sound of on the menu that wasn't too expensive. She was considerate enough to choose something that didn't break the man's bank.

"I'll have the Navarin D'Agneau, merci." she said to the waitress, who promptly noted it down. The waitress asked if there's anything else they wanted, to which they both shook their heads, and walked away to give their order to the chefs.

"At least you're fine, then. Not like a lot of others in the Battle for New London, from what I've heard."

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